Luyện nghe bài hát Offbeat Bare-ass

Any people can apply to drop the funk
It's not a country club review steady talkin' junk
Many people would have it others go out and it
Some over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk

I put it in a and kick the slick nick verbs
I am the one who scores the
When we're on the road rolls it up
me a joint on stage what's up

I will a cop that I know my fucking rights
And we can match wits all night for he said if I had nothing to hide
Then of course I wouldn't if he looked through our ride man
No uh, I'd really rather you didn't and no we have guns hidden

We there for a while I continue to decline
Firm, I didn't lose my
I didn't let him break me just another human
Not a bit of in what we were doin' that day

He make us stay we had our shit together
It don't matter whether we sport the dreadlocks or the shaved
Or if we a sticker from the Dead
I said a better verse about the roughneck curse
Last week I keep an even and bow in place
And face the every minute

Never could see my comin' till he passed
Funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't
Oh by now I'm chill it bare-ass in my face
I'm okay but like 'Uh-uh, no he isn't'
So I proceed to him get loose with the

Fartin' all my face sometimes my tummy
He fucked my flow although I thought it funny
I probably wouldn't care if I smoked more bud
But that wouldn't do me shit 'cause then he'd fuck me up
Crazy ill and chillin' rude but a real cool dude
He didn't believe the day would come he would get his too

But then one day right in front of his I got him
He looked over said, "God damn get me water"
The one time I wasted till I got mine
Smeared his nose my armpit funk slime
So you get it the just how sick we were then
But before I jet, "Hey yo Chad my finger man"
Oh that's right

I can see a lot of people who like I do
I can see a lot of who feel like I don't
I go on step even when I'm heavy
High jump the slumps up for the Revy Horton Heat
Sweet what am I displayin' what I was saying
I know I must be laying a pipe you got a

With the way I get high graffix bong along with a cry of a
sentence for a crime with no victim
When everybody jail terms should be picked in
Order of the pain that 'cause
Do what thou wilt be the whole of the laws

Until you the rights of another
the space of your sister and your brother
The war on drugs may be intentioned
But it falls fucking when you stop and mention
The overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets
To make room for a dude who has sold a of weed
To me that's a crime to good people doin' time y'all

Bare-ass
Bare-ass
Bare-ass
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